[A while ago, you started seeing a rather bizarre woman told in tale and writing as a goddess beyond the cosmos. She often visited you to taunt you, but you, and occasionally check on you for unknown reason. You remember first meeting her like it was yesterday. However, your first meeting was over a 1000 years ago when she kept you mortal.]

“You look to be having it rough, little lamb.”

[Lying on your couch in only the largest shirt ever was Nyanlathotep who was asking about your day. How kind. She seemed to have spawned from out of nowhere, but at least she kept the radical ‘KIZZ’ T-Shirt, so that’s a bonus for the cat lady.]